93. Go home

Meng Zijun and Meng Qingqing arrived at the funeral home, and the old lady had already changed into the clothes they sent, inside were two sets of new clothes that they usually worn, and on the outside were the old clothes of the big red dragon and phoenix Chengxiang that grandma bought by herself, with neatly combed hair and makeup, grandma looked peaceful, as if she was asleep.

Seeing her grandmother wearing red clothes, Meng Qingqing was very uncomfortable, the average old man died at the end of his life, so he wore red clothes, which looked festive? Consummated, but grandma is only sixty years old, and she is not dying, she is angry with her own children. But she bought the dress herself. She didn't expect that the clothes she bought that day would be put on the same day!

The funeral parlor was surrounded by flowers around the old lady in a bright red dress, and mourning music was placed inside.

Wearing a red dress like this, her grandmother lying among the flowers made Meng Qingqing feel a little strange, her grandmother had never worn such bright clothes in the mountain village all her life.

Mencius, father and daughter, spent the last few hours with the old lady, and they stayed quietly beside her, with endless sadness in their hearts.

At noon, a large group of people came outside, Meng Zijun and Meng Qingqing both thought that they had no relatives in this city, one of them was also unkind, and the other younger brothers and sisters saw their mother fall into a coma, and they all fled, and then made a few phone calls, and then there was no news, so they thought that the people who came had nothing to do with them, and could be relatives and friends of other people's families.

But the person who came directly to the old lady stopped walking, and Meng Qingqing and Meng Zijun both looked up. It turned out to be Lao Yu and his wife, as well as Dr. Ling, Wang Qingxia and Ling Yunfeng, and Li Yahui.

I didn't expect them to make an appointment to see off the old lady together. Meng Zijun's father and daughter's eyes, which were already red and swollen, were moist again.

The visitor bowed to the old lady's body, put incense on it, burned a little coin, and came to Mencius and his daughter to comfort them.

The Taoist master who is doing transcendence is here, in his fifties, a man and a woman, as if they are a husband and wife. Do a super five hundred dollars. They quoted the price first, and Meng Zijun nodded, indicating that he agreed with the price, and they knelt down and knocked on the wooden fish. Begin to recite a sutra in front of each person and do a superordinate.

Because while doing excess. On the one hand, I have to keep burning the coins. Everyone was busy with origami silver, the sound of wooden fish, and the sound of chanting scriptures. The smoke of the cigarettes flickered, and the flames of burning the coins flickered on and off.

Looking at her grandmother lying in a red dress among the flowers, Meng Qingqing would rather believe that there is heaven in this world, and grandma is going to heaven through transcendence. It was warm and friendly and peaceful.

After four hours of excess, a sutra has been read, and the excession is considered to be completed. The two Taoist masters rubbed their kneeling numb knees, then packed up the scriptures, Muyu, took Mencius Jun's five hundred yuan and left.

Next, the funeral home made a simple memorial service and prepared to push the old lady into the stove for cremation.

When grandma was about to be pushed into the stove, Meng Qingqing couldn't help crying, desperately trying to prevent grandma from being sent to the stove, grandma was about to be turned into a wisp of smoke, it was too cruel, although she had experienced the pain of losing her grandma again, Meng Qingqing still couldn't accept such a reality, Ling Yunfeng and Li Yahui on the side held her tightly, and even Li Yahui covered Meng Qingqing's eyes with his hands.

By the time Meng Qingqing's emotions calmed down, her grandmother had already turned into a handful of ashes. Meng Qingqing couldn't help but burst into tears again.

Meng Zijun and his daughter took the old lady's ashes home, and the next morning, Meng Zijun was about to drive a van borrowed from a friend to send his mother back to his hometown, Meng Zijun and his daughter opened the door and found Li Yahui and Ling Yunfeng sitting outside the door.

"Why are you here so early? We're going to send my grandmother back to her hometown today. Meng Qingqing said.

Li Yahui and Ling Yunfeng got up from the ground, each carrying a bag.

"We'll go back with you!" Li Yahui rubbed his numb feet.

Ling Yunfeng also nodded, "Yes, we will accompany you back." ”

Meng Zijun did not refuse, only one word, "good".

It's good to have them by your side to talk and talk a little bit of sadness.

Meng Qingqing said: "Thank you!"

Ling Yunfeng grinned and didn't make a sound, Li Yahui took Meng Qingqing's bag, "Let's go!" ”

The words of comfort have already been said a lot yesterday, and now, Li Yahui and they are all trying their best to say some other topics to distract the emotions of Meng Qingqing's father and daughter.

Sitting in the car, Ling Yunfeng asked, "Uncle Meng, I see that you are very proficient in driving, when did you learn to drive?"

Meng Zijun drove the driveway: "Three years ago, when I was doing business, for convenience, I bought a van to pull goods, and then I got sick, so I transferred the business out, and the car was sold, and now I am in good health, and I plan to buy a new one, so it is convenient to travel or something."

"Dad, you don't think you're going to do business, are you? Is it okay to have another half a year? Meng Qingqing said hurriedly.

"Qingqing, I'm fine now, I can't stay at home all day long, I'm not busy with any investment, I just want to buy a car, drive out for a walk and then make plans, I know, no matter what I do in the future, I won't fight with my body, I will take good care of myself, I promise to grow up with you, we have pulled the hook, I will talk about it."

Meng Qingqing listened and stopped talking.

Ling Yunfeng said excitedly: "Okay, good! Uncle Meng, after you buy a car, we can go outside on weekends. ”

Mencius readily agreed, "Yes! On holidays, I will take you wherever you want to go. ”

Mencius Zijun's car drove fast and steadily, and after five hours, he drove more than 600 kilometers, almost half of the journey, because it was noon, everyone was hungry, so they stopped in a small town and found a restaurant to eat, drink water, rest for a while, and continue on the road.

When the car arrived at the county seat of their hometown, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, they had dinner in the county seat, and drove for more than forty minutes, and arrived in the town, because no one lived in the family for a long time, if it was just Mencius and his daughter, they could make do. But with Ling Yunfeng and Li Yahui here, it is impossible to stay at home, so this night, they can only stay in the best inn in town. It's the best, it's not much better, there are only two standard rooms with bathrooms, and the others are five or six rooms. So it just so happened that they asked for those two standard rooms.

After settling down, Ling Yunfeng and Li Yahui were very interested in this remote town and proposed to go out for a walk. Meng Qingqing took them to the street to have a look.

The town has only one street that runs more than six hundred meters long in an east-west direction. A pharmacy. One barbershop, two restaurants, three grocery stores. Two inns. Because it was evening, the streets were deserted. The eastern end of the street. It's middle school.

Meng Qingqing pointed to the dilapidated school and said, "Before I transferred." It's right here to go to school. ”

Ling Yunfeng remembered the first time he saw Meng Qingqing, her rustic dress and ugly hair. It is very compatible with the environment here, but the current Meng Qingqing and Meng Qingqing half a year ago are completely like two people. From her, there is no shadow of the soil before her.

PS: Sorry, it's late, there are a lot of things going on as soon as I get to work today.

93. Go home

Meng Zijun and Meng Qingqing arrived at the funeral home, and the old lady had already changed into the clothes they sent, inside were two sets of new clothes that they usually worn, and on the outside were the old clothes of the big red dragon and phoenix Chengxiang that grandma bought by herself, with neatly combed hair and makeup, grandma looked peaceful, as if she was asleep.

Seeing her grandmother wearing red clothes, Meng Qingqing was very uncomfortable, the average old man died at the end of his life, so he wore red clothes, which looked festive? Consummated, but grandma is only sixty years old, and she is not dying, she is angry with her own children. But she bought the dress herself. She didn't expect that the clothes she bought that day would be put on the same day!

The funeral parlor was surrounded by flowers around the old lady in a bright red dress, and mourning music was placed inside.

Wearing a red dress like this, her grandmother lying among the flowers made Meng Qingqing feel a little strange, her grandmother had never worn such bright clothes in the mountain village all her life.

Mencius, father and daughter, spent the last few hours with the old lady, and they stayed quietly beside her, with endless sadness in their hearts.

At noon, a large group of people came outside, Meng Zijun and Meng Qingqing both thought that they had no relatives in this city, one of them was also unkind, and the other younger brothers and sisters saw their mother fall into a coma, and they all fled, and then made a few phone calls, and then there was no news, so they thought that the people who came had nothing to do with them, and could be relatives and friends of other people's families.

But the person who came directly to the old lady stopped, Meng Qingqing and Meng Zijun both looked up, it turned out to be Lao Yu and his wife, as well as Doctor Ling, Wang Qingxia and Ling Yunfeng, Li Yahui.

I didn't expect them to make an appointment to see off the old lady together. Meng Zijun's father and daughter's eyes, which were already red and swollen, were moist again.

The visitor bowed to the old lady's body, put incense on it, burned a little coin, and came to Mencius and his daughter to comfort them.

The Taoist master who did the superduity came, in his fifties, a man and a woman, as if they were a couple, to do a superduit of five hundred yuan, they quoted the price first, Mencius nodded and expressed his approval of the price, they knelt down and knocked on the wooden fish, and began to chant the scriptures each to a scripture to do the excess.

Because while doing excess, it is necessary to keep burning the coins, everyone is busy with origami silver, the sound of wooden fish, the sound of chanting scriptures, the smoke of incense, and the light of the burning of the coins flickering and dimming.

Looking at her grandmother lying in a red dress among the flowers, Meng Qingqing would rather believe that there is heaven in this world, and grandma is going to heaven through transcendence. It was warm and friendly and peaceful.

After four hours of excess, a sutra has been read, and the excession is considered to be completed. The two Taoist masters rubbed their kneeling numb knees, then packed up the scriptures, Muyu, took Mencius Jun's five hundred yuan and left.

Next, the funeral home made a simple memorial service and prepared to push the old lady into the stove for cremation.

When grandma was about to be pushed into the stove, Meng Qingqing couldn't help crying, desperately trying to prevent grandma from being sent to the stove, grandma was about to be turned into a wisp of smoke, it was too cruel, although she had experienced the pain of losing her grandma again, Meng Qingqing still couldn't accept such a reality, Ling Yunfeng and Li Yahui on the side held her tightly, and even Li Yahui covered Meng Qingqing's eyes with his hands.

By the time Meng Qingqing's emotions calmed down, her grandmother had already turned into a handful of ashes. Meng Qingqing couldn't help but burst into tears again.

Meng Zijun and his daughter took the old lady's ashes home, and the next morning, Meng Zijun was about to drive a van borrowed from a friend to send his mother back to his hometown, Meng Zijun and his daughter opened the door and found Li Yahui and Ling Yunfeng sitting outside the door.

"Why are you here so early? We're going to send my grandmother back to her hometown today. Meng Qingqing said.

Li Yahui and Ling Yunfeng got up from the ground, each carrying a bag.

"We'll go back with you!" Li Yahui rubbed his numb feet.

Ling Yunfeng also nodded, "Yes, we will accompany you back." ”

Meng Zijun did not refuse, only one word, "good".

It's good to have them by your side to talk and talk a little bit of sadness.

Meng Qingqing said: "Thank you!"

Ling Yunfeng grinned and didn't make a sound, Li Yahui took Meng Qingqing's bag, "Let's go!" ”

The words of comfort have already been said a lot yesterday, and now, Li Yahui and they are all trying their best to say some other topics to distract the emotions of Meng Qingqing's father and daughter.

Sitting in the car, Ling Yunfeng asked, "Uncle Meng, I see that you are very proficient in driving, when did you learn to drive?"

Meng Zijun drove the driveway: "Three years ago, when I was doing business, for convenience, I bought a van to pull goods, and then I got sick, so I transferred the business out, and the car was sold, and now I am in good health, and I plan to buy a new one, so it is convenient to travel or something."

"Dad, you don't think you're going to do business, are you? Is it okay to have another half a year? Meng Qingqing said hurriedly.

"Qingqing, I'm fine now, I can't stay at home all day long, I'm not busy with any investment, I just want to buy a car, drive out for a walk and then make plans, I know, no matter what I do in the future, I won't fight with my body, I will take good care of myself, I promise to grow up with you, we have pulled the hook, I will talk about it."

Meng Qingqing listened and stopped talking.

Ling Yunfeng said excitedly: "Okay, good! Uncle Meng, after you buy a car, we can go outside on weekends. ”

Mencius readily agreed, "Yes! On holidays, I will take you wherever you want to go. ”

Mencius Zijun's car drove fast and steadily, and after five hours, he drove more than 600 kilometers, almost half of the journey, because it was noon, everyone was hungry, so they stopped in a small town and found a restaurant to eat, drink water, rest for a while, and continue on the road.

When the car arrived at the county seat of their hometown, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, they had dinner in the county seat, and drove for more than forty minutes, and arrived in the town, because no one lived at home for a long time, if it was just Meng Zijun's father and daughter, it would be okay, but with Ling Yunfeng and Li Yahui they were there, it was impossible to live at home, so this night, they could only live in the best inn in the town. It's the best, it's not much better, there are only two standard rooms with bathrooms, and the others are five or six rooms. So it just so happened that they asked for those two standard rooms.

After settling down, Ling Yunfeng and Li Yahui were very interested in this remote town and proposed to go out for a walk. Meng Qingqing took them to the street to have a look.

The town has only one street more than six hundred meters long in an east-west direction, a pharmacy, a hairdresser, two restaurants, and three grocery stores. Two inns. Because it was evening, the street was deserted, and at the eastern end of the street was the middle school.

Meng Qingqing pointed to the dilapidated school and said, "Before I transferred to another school, I went to school here."

Ling Yunfeng remembered the first time he saw Meng Qingqing, her rustic dress and ugly hair were very compatible with the environment here, but the current Meng Qingqing and Meng Qingqing half a year ago were completely like two people. From her, there is no shadow of the soil before her.

PS: Sorry, it's late, there are a lot of things going on as soon as I get to work today. (To be continued.) )